Finding The Idiot

- Future Bae -

"Malia what do you think of when you hear Kangaroos, Koalas, and more." I said quickly.

Malia thinks for a little bit and says, "Australia, why?" Malia gives me a confused and I give her a aha look.

"Well my child, we're going to Australia!"

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So, I was expecting Malia to say something along the line of 'What?! We can't possibly fly to Australia! That's 15 hours away and if we do choose to go. Where do we get the money?'

I would respond with my amazing, intelligent plan and sooner or later she would have agreed. But it was the complete opposite.

"We're going to Australia! Oh my god! When do we leave? What do I wear? Is it hot in Australia?" Malia rambles.

What? How is she excited to go? She's suppose to be the one with common sense and I'm suppose to be the one who doesn't. I'm suppose to say yes not her.

The gods have switched our minds. Nooooooo! I can't be normal that's not how's it's suppose to go. I want to cry. "How are you okay with this?"

"Dude. This is Australia. You know it's my dream to go there, that's why I'm not complaining." Malia explains looking at my closest. "So when are we leaving?"

"Well, someone's eager to go. AND DIE!" I scream at Malia.

"You're going to lose you voice by SCREAMING TO MUCH!"

I let out a irritated sound and stomp out of my room. How can she be okay with this? Wait, why am I acting like an adult now? You know what? I'm going to buy the tickets to Australia, find Hunter, and become the hero of the story.

I walk back into my room with a big ol smile on my face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I keep smiling, but even wider. "Stooooop!" Malia whines.

"I'll buy the tickets. You can just pack my bag." I said and walk out before Malia can respond. 

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Plane tickets are so expensive. Who even made a piece of paper 600 dollars? What kind of trees do they make plane tickets out of ? When I secretly rule the world, the plane tickets will be free. Life would be so much more easier.

I walk back into my room seeing my bag already backed and Malia reading a magazine. "I got the tickets."

"With what kind of money?" Malia asks.

"From Jeff...no more questions." I said, my voice cracking.

"You killed Jeff! Damn, how long did it take you...to um...break him open?" Malia questions.

So for those who have no idea what I'm talking about, Jeff is my piggy bank from kindergarten. The money was for a raining day, but things have changed. Rest in peace Jeff.

"Let's not take about him, okay?"

Malia nods. "So when's our flight leaving?" Malia said changing the subject.

"At 7."

"At 7 pm!" Malia yells.

"Calm down! Geezus, 7 am." I pass her my laptop to show he the tickets. "See."

Malia takes a look and her face loses color, "April, our flight is leaving in 3 hours."

"What? No I put 7 on there." I take a look at tickets and see that our plane leaves in 3 hours. And we are 3 hours away from the airport. Oh great.